Kay

Kay, with all your singing talent back in Houston

Nashville's all you've talked about

I sold everything I owned to bring you here

Now you'll be famous, there's no doubt

Last week you knocked 'em out in New York

Tonight Chicago's going wild

Kay, your new record on the jukebox don't sound bad

Kay, I'm livin' yet I'm dyin'

Starin' out at Music City from my cab

Caution lights blink out their warning

Some ol' faithful Big Ben clock chimes three A.M

Starving hound dogs search the trash cans

My gas tank could stand a dollar's worth again

All those Chuck Holts here on Main Street

Jar my rib cage, I could cuss

Kay, the crowd of nightlife people look so sad

Kay, I'm livin' yet I'm dyin'

Starin' out at Music City from my cab

Two young soldiers from Fort Campbell

Told me how they hate that war in Vietnam

Sirens echo through an alley

And some woman said some fella stabbed a man

I rushed Miss Teenage to the doctor

She begged to give the child my name

I've lost count of cups of coffee that I've had

Kay, I'm livin' yet I'm dyin'

Starin' out at Music City from my cab

Three rose petals on my front seat

Fallen from the bouquet Jimmy took to June

Jim kept mumblin' through his teardrops

"God, she'll leave this world with flowers in her room"

Kay, I showed some drunk your picture

And he made some smart remark

So I hit him in the mouth, boy was I mad

Kay, I'm livin' yet I'm dyin'

Starin' out at Music City from my cab

Guitars, organs, horns, violins, and pianos, how they play

Grinding out the latest sounds from Music City, USA

Kay, although I know I've lost you to the swingin' music world

I kiss pictures of those happy times we had

Kay, I'm livin' yet I'm dyin'

Starin' out at Music City from my cab

Kay, I'm livin' yet I'm dyin'

Starin' out at Music City from my cab